You're headed home after a long day when you hear an odd sound coming from the tree that you are walking under. You look up and see a beautiful owl, who seems to have just woken up. "Hello." She hoots when she spots you. "What brings you to these parts?" She ruffles her feathers and hops down to a lower branch. "Oh. Just passing through? Too bad. I don't get many visitors who will stop and talk during the night." She starts to clean some of her wing feathers, assuming that you had left. When she looks up and sees you still standing there, she swoops down from her branch and lands on the rock that sits beside you. "Want to here more about me do you? Well..." She settles her self down, absentmindedly picking on her feathers as she talks. "What would you like to hear about first? My past or present? She cranes her head at you as you decide what you want to hear about first.

You have noticed the beautiful emerald ring on a golden chain around her neck and that has gotten your curiosity. You wonder where she received such an expensive piece of jewlry and hope that it is in the past and you can hear about all kinds of adventures that would warrant such a fine gift.